On the cliff, the cold wind howled, and long Bufan, carrying an ox leather bag, faced ten martial artists led by Zhang Tian alone.
Due to the growth transition period, Xiaobai has curled up in his backpack and slept in the past just now when long Bufan was on his way.
"I suspected that you were not a replicator when you were in the trial ground." Zhang Tianmu stared at long Bufan as cold as a poisonous snake and said slowly, "when I saw you fighting with Zhang Huayun at the blood martial arts platform, from all the signs, it seems that I was right."
Long Bufan looked calm and said coldly, "my identity is personally verified by Lord Bai Weng. Listen to your tone, is that questioning Lord Bai Weng''s ability?"
Referring to Lord Bai Weng, Zhang Tian''s face was obviously a little timid. Although he had not seen Bai Weng kill with his own eyes, he had an irresistible sense of oppression every time he saw his divine consciousness separate.
He absolutely believed that if Lord Bai Weng wanted to kill himself, waving could be as simple as crushing an ant.
Zhang Tianxin was extremely afraid of Bai Weng''s strength and all kinds of legends. Therefore, when long Bufan mentioned that he questioned Bai Weng''s ability, he suddenly didn''t know how to respond.
"Well, whether you copy or not, I want to thank you for killing Zhang Huayun."
Immediately, Zhang Tian changed the topic, and a cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Looking at long Bufan, he said, "do you think I''m surprised to say this?"
Long Bufan looked at him silently. He was really surprised. He killed their Zhangjia people. Does this guy have to thank himself? Are you stupid?
Of course, Zhang Tianneng must be very smart to sit as the leader of the Zhang family.
Zhang Tianleng snorted and said, "a small son of the common family, who is just attached to the body by the ancestors and gods, can get a lot of resources from the family, and even be internally determined as the candidate for the next head of the family. He is just a low common child. How can he take charge of the whole Zhangjia!"
Listening to the words full of jealousy in Zhang Tian''s words, long Bufan''s eyebrows are light. It seems that Zhang Tian is jealous of Zhang Huayun.
But think about it. As a legitimate hall leader, it''s really unpleasant to be trampled under the feet of a lower generation of common people.
"I''m not interested in the internal contradictions of your family. On the blood martial arts stage, life and death depend on their abilities. Now I want to enter the material warehouse to select materials. Please open the door."
Long Bufan said coldly. The volcano will erupt in half an hour. He doesn''t want to entangle with Zhang Tian too much here.
After that, long Bufan turned his palm slightly, took out the purple gold token representing his purple robe deacon identity from the storage bag, handed it to Zhang Tian, and said coldly, "there are more than 200000 contribution points here. How much I take, how much you deduct."
Holding the purple gold token in his hand, Zhang Tian released his spiritual knowledge and swept in. His eyes couldn''t help sinking slightly. He thought to himself, "if it''s really the deacon of purple robe, it seems that this boy should have some relationship with Lord Bai Weng. Now if he brazenly kills him here, it will inevitably attract the attention of others."
Thinking of this, the clenched fist in Zhang Tian''s sleeve robe slowly loosened to suppress the killing intention and desire in his heart.
This desire stems from long Bufan''s killing of Zhang Huayun and Zhang Mu Yuanshen in Xuewu platform, which completely angered the patriarch of Zhang Jia and many senior elders, and issued a blood killing order. Who can assassinate long Bufan quietly without leaving evidence, who can become the candidate for the next patriarch!
Also because of this huge temptation, those ambitious Zhang people in Zhangjia are ready to move, looking for an opportunity to assassinate long Bufan.